He blew his nose at the table by sticking both fingers up his nose with the tissue and diligently circling them around for about 30 seconds while continuing to talk.

—Thank God for the Salsa

Aftermath: In the car on the way back he wanted more, but I said I wasn’t looking for anything serious and that I’d enjoy hanging out again, since he really was a sweet tool.

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